After I had finished Paisley I figured I'd do a short story follow up called Prince Dreams to get back into my rhythm of writing that I thought I lost all those years ago. The read counts were slow but at least people were giving them a chance right. Everyday I would check the counts and would fell a little discouraged. I was starting to hear my mom in the back of my head all over again and I was beginning to feel like maybe she was right. Maybe I'm not as good as I thought. I was ready to pull my account when something in my heart told me

  "Don't you dare! You pull those stories and you just might regret it for the rest of your life. The door to opportunity is right in front of you. Stop being afraid to turn the knob! Don't give up just yet!"

All night long for three nights I kept hearing that. It was so loud and so strong that I felt like someone was standing over my shoulder and making sure I didn't deactivate my account. Usually when thing like this happen I begin to wonder if I really do have friends in high places. However, the voice I heard this time wasn't like anyone I've talked to before (I know that sounds crazy but I promise you I'm as sane as the next person lol). When I lost my grandmom a few years ago I would hear her telling me things that she said to me when I was a kid and would apply them to my adult life. This voice was definitely not my grandmom. This was a guy. Now I don't know if this guy wore heels and put out an album every year for almost 40 years but it was a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

By the fourth or fifth night of not getting any sleep I was starting to put together a new idea for a story about a homeless girl who witnesses a murder and posted the first chapter. I was so overwhelmed with how the story should go when I couldn't pick just one and run with it and with that I made a promise to myself to still work on it but not post it until I felt like it was perfect. I shelved Pressure because of my longing for perfection for this story because I've always wanted to do a mystery story but if I were going to do it I want it to be something that will keep the readers on the edge of their seat. Which had then sparked the idea for my first double novel Prince fan fiction story which then grew into a three book series. It shouldn't take long to figure out which story I'm talking about. I've always said that this one was my baby.